Late at night in Xiangcheng, the whole city gradually became quiet in the hustle and bustle of the day, but the lights were still bright, showing the vitality of the modern metropolis.

Lanyuan Hotel, 809, 810, the two originally closed doors of the rooms were suddenly opened slowly. With the bright corridor lights, more than 20 masked men wearing night clothes rushed out like ghosts.

As soon as a masked man in the lead gestured, the group of people instantly divided into three routes, sneaking towards the stairs, but flashed to block the elevator entrance. More than a dozen people on the other route, holding dark guns, instantly surrounded the 806 and 807 rooms.

At this moment, the elevator door not far away was opened, but what was terrifying was that there was no one in the elevator.

Several masked gunmen waiting at the elevator door were stunned by each other, and then one of the masked gunmen entered the elevator and picked up two room cards from the elevator floor.

The moment they exited, the elevator was shut down again.

Then, two masked gunmen holding room cards came to the doors of rooms 806 and 807, handed the room cards in their hands to their companions, and returned them to the elevator entrance together.

At this time, a masked gunman standing in front of the door of Room 806 waved his hand and instantly stretched out a finger, followed by two, then three, and in an instant, accompanied by a crisp sound of a bell, the doors of Room 806 and 807 were instantly opened.

At the same time, masked gunmen who had long gathered at the doors of the two rooms rushed in together.

In the dark room, the masked gunmen looked around vigilantly, and just as they got closer and closer, there was a crisp sound in the room...

The originally dark room suddenly became brightly lit, just like daylight.

The highly vigilant masked gunmen were shocked and raised their guns to look forward, but they all showed extremely shocked expressions.

On a sofa in front of him, a handsome young man in a silver-white shirt was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed.

Around him, dozens of burly bodyguards in suits and ties, holding mini-submachine guns, stood murderous and tense.

With his hands hanging down on the sofa, the handsome young man looked at the shocked masked gunmen and smiled: "Everyone, come to me? Lin Jun has been waiting here for a long time."

The masked man in the lead showed extreme shock in his eyes, staring at Lin Jun and said, "It seems that we are trapped, are we going to be killed?"

"What do you think?" Lin Jun spread his hands in disappointment: "I didn't invite you, you broke in by yourself. This is called an uninvited guest."

"What if I shoot you to death now?" The masked man in the lead suddenly raised his gun and pointed it at Lin Jun.

With a smile, Lin Jun asked calmly: "There are no ones in the world who are not afraid of death, only ghosts who don't want to live. I bet on you for five yuan, you dare not shoot, otherwise the person behind you will become a sieve in the blink of an eye."

The bodyguard in the lead frowned and pointed at Lin Jun's pistol for a long time, then suddenly let it go down with a deflated look.

Then, he sighed helplessly: "I will stay and let my brothers go."

"Big Brother." A masked gunman closest to the head masked man became anxious: "You can fight hard."

"Shut up." The masked man in the lead scolded: "Can the pistol be more automatic and slightly faster than them?"

When several masked gunmen who were eager to try, they immediately became quiet again when they heard this.

The pistol cannot compete with the micro submachine gun. Everyone who is present knows that the speed of the pistol is not as fast as the micro submachine gun, and the lethality is not as good as the micro submachine gun.

Now, at this tense moment, as long as one side goes off fire, the consequence will be a bloody massacre.

After pondering for a moment, the masked man in the lead sighed and pulled off the masked scarf, revealing a middle-aged face with a national character, with long eyebrows and big eyes, and was full of heroism.

Lin Jun looked at the man, and he had reason to believe that this guy must be a handsome guy when he was young, and he was a girl killer, so that he is now middle-aged and handsome middle-aged uncle who is also a loli killer.

The middle-aged man sighed and said to Lin Jun: "I fell into trouble, I agree, but please let my brother go, everything is coming to me."

"You are not qualified to negotiate conditions." Lin Jun shook his head slowly.

"Yes." The middle-aged man said firmly: "Although we are doing things to take money and eliminate disasters with others, everyone here has a life. If you order a gun, I have no doubt that this is a bloody massacre, but at the same time, you will also bear legal sanctions that take human lives."

"You talk to me about the law?" Lin Jun suddenly cut with a funny look, suddenly pointed at the middle-aged man and scolded: "You know very well what you do. Do you think the law protects people like you?"

The middle-aged man said righteously: "We commit crimes and have legal sanctions, but you are not a law, and you are not a law enforcement agency. Your order to shoot and kill people now is no different from what we do, not to mention that if we are defeated, we will have casualties and injuries on both sides, and you cannot bear this responsibility."

Lin Jun was a little impressed when he stared at the middle-aged man's eyes and the firmness in his eyes.

"I know, your name is Lin Jun." The middle-aged man said without hesitation: "I have drunk your wine. You are a genius winemaking master."

Lin Jun sarcastically said, "But you want to kill me, a genius winemaking master."

"I just said, take money and eliminate disasters for others." The middle-aged man said in a deep voice: "Also, the financial advisor told me not to kill you, but to kidnap you."

"Then I should thank you?" Lin Jun glanced and sneered.

The middle-aged man was silent, but his eyes were still firm.

After pondering for a moment, Lin Jun raised his head and said slowly: "Let your man put down his gun and get out of here."

The middle-aged man was stunned, and then he looked at Lin Jun with surprise.

"Why, don't believe it?" Lin Jun rolled his eyelids: "Then keep it all."

"No, I believe you." The middle-aged man said, turning around and shouting at his masked gunmen: "Put down the gun."

"Boss..."

"Put down the gun." The middle-aged man shouted again.

Several masked gunmen looked at me, looked at you, and then they finally put down the guns in their hands.

"Get out." Lin Jun said in a deep voice.

Several masked gunmen did not leave, but kept staring at the middle-aged man who was not moving.

"Everything goes." The middle-aged man shouted: "This is an order."

It seems that these four words are the final button of the machine program. Even though these masked killers have too much care, they still do as the middle-aged man said.

They were very careful and wary, and they almost retreated out of the room.

It was not until this time that two bodyguards in suits with slightly rushing to the door and quickly blocked the door.

Staring at the middle-aged man who was still standing there, Lin Jun smiled and said, "Your gun has not been put down yet. Are you planning to kill me and die together?"

"I'm not that stupid." The middle-aged man snorted coldly and threw the gun in his hand to the ground with a clang.

With his eyelids raised, Lin Jun smiled and shook his head: "Why are the killers I met so different from killers and so cowardly?"

"A killer is a profession, not a dead soldier." The middle-aged man emphasized: "The main purpose of a killer is not to kill people, but to make money, but to make money, you must have a life to spend. Don't treat killers as fools."

"You look very smart." Lin Jun grinned and said, "I really don't know why Zhao Jingxuan would come to kill me with someone who cherishes your life."

"I'm not a killer." The middle-aged man raised his head unyieldingly: "I'm a mercenary."

"Mercenary?" Lin Jun frowned and asked Tian Bo who was standing beside him, "Boy Tian, ​​what is a mercenary?"

Tian Bocun smiled and said, "Mercenaries are mercenaries who hire mercenaries, soldiers who fight for money."

"That's not like a killer." Lin Jun rolled his eyelids.

"Different." The middle-aged man suddenly retorted: "Mercenaries are soldiers with honor, brotherhood, and battlefield discipline, while killers are scattered soldiers without any bottom line."

Seeing that he was so excited, Lin Jun was no longer washing him. If he continued, maybe this guy picked up the gun on the ground and gave him a few shots.

So, Lin Jun pondered for a moment and said, "Tie him."

As he said that, Tian Bo Village beside him waved his hand, and several bodyguards with live ammunition surrounded the middle-aged man. Without any resistance, he handcuffed him with handcuffs.

Just then, a hearty laughter came from outside the door of the room.

Then, Long Feifan, wearing a cool black T-shirt, walked in with an automatic submachine gun.

But when he saw the situation in Lin Jun's room, he was stunned again.

Looking at Long Feifan, Lin Jun smiled and said, "Brother Long, you have disarmed them all after hearing your laughter?"

"No." Long Feifan said, looking at the middle-aged man dressed in black but pulled off his mask, and then asked Lin Jun: "Why are there one?"

"The others are released." Lin Jun smiled.

"What?" Long Feifan looked at Lin Jun like a ghost: "You let it go?"

"It's enough to have him." Lin Jun pointed to the middle-aged man not far away: "This is the mastermind of the action."

After hearing this, Long Feifan turned his head and looked at the middle-aged man, then asked, "Who sent you here?"

"I don't know." The middle-aged man still doesn't feel humble or speaks.

"Don't know?" Long Feifan pulled the submachine gun bolt in his hand and lifted it up to face the middle-aged man Lou Huo, but Lin Jun hurriedly stood up to stop him.

"Why keep this kind of thing?" Long Feifan asked angrily.

"I admire him very much." Lin Jun laughed and said, "This is a mercenary, not a cold-blooded killer."

"Mercenary." Long Feifan cut, sat down on the sofa beside him, and sarcastically said: "It is really rare for mercenaries with such combat power to be born."

"If we really do it, we will never lose to you." The middle-aged man glared at Long Feifan and said, "Our mission is to kidnap hostages, not kill the target, otherwise we can be captured by you?"

"He is quite dissatisfied." Long Feifan pointed at the middle-aged man and smiled at Lin Jun, "That's the kind of person, do you want to let go? Or leave it to the police?"

Lin Jun smiled indifferently, looked at the middle-aged man and asked, "What do you think I should choose?"

"Leave it to fate." The middle-aged man said indifferently: "But if you can drink a sip of the wine wine before you die, you will be satisfied."

"Do you love drinking?" Lin Jun asked with a diagonal look.

"I only like to drink good wine." The middle-aged man licked his lips and said aftertaste: "The real wine has endless aftertaste and makes people feel refreshed. The taste is simply..."

As he said that, the middle-aged man was intoxicated, talking about a century-old wine like a wine foggy, and he was deeply trapped in it.

Lin Jun chuckled at the middle-aged man, stood up, walked to the side of the bed, raised two bottles of Baccarat from it, and folded back with a swagger.

With two bangs, two bottles of Baccarat were smashed on the coffee table. Lin Jun said in a deep voice: "I will meet your requirements."

When he heard this, not only the middle-aged man was stunned, but even Long Feifan, who was sitting on the sofa, stared at the two bottles of Baccarat Aged.

After a while, the middle-aged man asked with his eyes wide open: "Is this the Baccarat?" (To be continued)
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